For a few years I had the goal of losing weight; I went to the gym 3-4 times a week why wasn't I losing anything? I wasn't getting any support from my boyfriend at the time who would make me feel guilty for going to the gym for an hour rather that seeing him. I most definitely wasn't getting any support from my European family where cakes biscuits high fat and salt make up their diet.

After breaking up with my boyfriend, single life for the first time in 4 years didn't help me either. I was going out and drinking way too much every weekend, and before bed as well as the morning fill my guts with crap.. that's just what we did in our group of friends, but of course these friends were genetically lean without watching themselves.

In 2010 I got up to around 75kgs, bare in mind I'm 5"1. I never looked as big as I was because I stored it all in my lower guts, thighs and ass and could hide it under float maxi dresses.

I started seeing a personal trainer at my gym. I was given an eating plan (which I now know shouldn't be given by a PT unless they have a degree in food science or nutrition) and was instructed to eat: a few eggs and spinach in the morning, cut out all dairy, and only eat meat 2-3 times a week. Apparently my body type thrived off of vegetables only. Wow. My specific body type needs veges. I did lose some weight and got down to 70, but i had no tone whatsoever and was still way overweight. I now know this is ridiculous. On top of being pathetic as no one sticks to strict diets!

So then I met my now boyfriend, Matt, who has completely transformed my life over the space of 1 year. Being stubborn, I took a while to realise my diet is the first thing that needs to be changed, and that yes cardio is great, but ultimately weight training is what is going to give me the body I want and need for a healthy life. I did not want to mirror my mum; as much as I love her, has terrible midnight feasts of processed salty fatty sugary crap which is now catching up with her. I don't want to lead that example for my future kids.
So why did I start working out? Because my boyfriend had a very similar story to mine, and proved to me that willpower is not as hard to build as I excused it to be. Thankyou Matt!

I'm in power of myself, I feel amazing during and after workouts and best of all, I can let off steam when I'm angry and break a PB!

Of course he main reason I love working out is for the results. I wake up with abs! I have begun to love my body!